Qin Yan's movements were very fast, and he was also ruthless and accurate in grasping the timing.

Unfortunately, it is useless.

As a demon cultivator at the level of Golden Pill, the other party must have experienced many battles.

A light sound of "ding" came into my ears, and the blue light was blocked.

Don’t forget this guy’s natal magic weapon, but what is the purpose of a shield and a mere medium-grade spiritual weapon attack? It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a joke.

However, a strange look flashed across Qin Yan's face, and a blue rope had quietly walked around the other party.

Speak east and attack west!

The flying knife spirit weapon just now seemed to be attacking with extremely fast speed, but its real purpose was to attract the other party's attention.

The guy in front of him was difficult to deal with, and Qin Yan was also clear, so Qin Yan never thought about fighting head-on with the other party, but adopted the choice of fighting wits but not strength.

However, the old man named Lei responded very quickly and immediately discovered something was wrong.

Of course, Qin Yan refused to fail. A divine thought was released, and the blue rope suddenly accelerated, like a python, wrapping towards the other party.

The old man was very anxious. It was too late to hide now, but he naturally refused to wait for death. He spit out an obscure spell and the demonic energy swarmed out. The shield suddenly turned into a thick and extremely thick light curtain, covering his entire body.

The rope was still one step late, so he had to tie the old man up with a light curtain and tie them all together.

The best effect was not achieved, but it was pretty good. Even if the other party was an old monster of the Golden Pill level, he would not be able to easily break free.

Then Qin Yan flipped his palm and a gray flying sword appeared in his palm.

"This is……"

The old man surnamed Lei could see clearly, and his face showed a look of shock and anger: "This is Junior Brother Liu's natal treasure, where did you come from?"

In addition to being shocked and angry, a panic appeared on his face for the first time.

Junior Brother Liu disappeared several years ago, and later the life lamp left in the sect was extinguished, indicating that he had already fallen. According to the disciples who were carrying out the mission together, he was going to chase a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

At first glance, it sounds a bit outrageous. How could an accident happen if you chase a young monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage?

But I can't say that. Who knows if he was unlucky to meet the Golden Pill Ancestor of the Three Immortal Sects later?

But now, Junior Brother Liu's natal treasure appeared in the hands of this little guy. What does this mean?

The magic weapon is extremely precious. If Junior Brother Liu dies in the hands of other Jindan monks, even if this young monk gets a little reward, he will never be able to hand over the magic weapon into his hands.

unless……

Of course there is another possibility, but it is a bit ridiculous.

In an instant, all kinds of thoughts in his mind turned, and the expression of the old man named Lei suddenly became very ugly, but Qin Yan didn't care about so many opportunities. The opportunity in front of him was something he finally won. How could he missed it in vain?

So he clenched his five fingers tightly and swung his sword forward fiercely.

In an instant, the gray sword light soared into the sky, accompanied by the spiritual pressure like the tide of the sea, becoming more violent, and crushed towards the other side like a mountain.

"this……"

The old man surnamed Lei widened his eyes. If he had noticed something was wrong just now, he was surprised to find that he was still underestimating the little guy in front of him.

Is he really an immortal cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage? Why can he use magic weapons? Moreover, this attack is not inferior to that of the early stage of the Golden Pill, and it is even better than that of the cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill.

For the first time he noticed the danger of possible death.

He struggled desperately.

roar!

The roar came to his ears. After all, he was the ancestor of Jindan. The rope that was just a top-grade spiritual weapon could not be tied up and it quickly broke inch by inch.

The old man was overjoyed, but unfortunately he was so happy that he was a little too early. The masters fought against each other, and they only tried to make a small mistake.

As soon as he broke free from the shackles, he was engulfed by the gray sword light the next moment.

"No……"

The old man exclaimed in a flash, but there was no relaxed expression or look on Qin Yan's face. Although he caught him off guard, don't forget that the other party had set up a solid defense with his natal magic weapon.

It is obviously impossible to solve the battle with this sword alone.

We must continue to work hard and continue to attack.

As soon as the sleeves were blowing, nine fiery red sword lights flew out and slashed towards the opponent at an extremely fast speed. Then the nine sword lights exploded together.

The roar came into his ears. Qin Yan, who seemed to have the upper hand, had a gloomy look on his face. The defense formed by the magic weapon was too terrible. Such a fierce attack did not have much use. So he swung his sleeves and the sword energy of the Five Elements Void flew out again.

There was a constant roar, and a cup of tea passed in a blink of an eye. The scene in front of me looked quite similar to when Qin Yan defeated the Golden Pill Demon Cultivator in the Spirit Stone Mine.

But it was just looking at it, but it was actually very different. Qin Yan was complaining secretly. Only now did he realize the terribleness of the Jindan monk who focused on defense.

He was on the surface and was actually difficult to get on the brink of his hair. All the attacks could not hurt a single hair.

Now it is actually more like competing for magic power, and it is obviously not good for me.

It is true that I am the foundation-building of the Five Elements Heavenly Dao, and I am practicing the top skills, but the gap in a large realm is not so easy to make up. If I talk about the purity of my magic power, I am indeed not inferior to that of the Golden Pill monk, but the amount of magic power is still far inferior.

In other words, if you don’t fear such a competition in a short period of time, you can even gain the upper hand, but once the time is long, the consumption of mana will make you unable to hold on.

The old monster in front of him was through many battles, and obviously he saw this, so he no longer had the initial shock and anger, and turned into a python staring at his prey, waiting calmly for the other party's tired moment.

At that time, he can launch a counterattack, killing his opponent. Qin Yan, who clearly has the upper hand, is now like a fish on a chopping board.

The situation is not good, and I still underestimated these old guys and were able to condense golden elixirs. There is indeed no simple character.

However, since embarking on the path of cultivating immortals, Qin Yan has experienced many difficulties and obstacles, and of course it is not that simple and will easily admit defeat.

I am far from being able to lose my skills!

As soon as he whipped his sleeves, nine fiery red sword energy flew out again, but this time he did not fly towards the other party. Qin Yan waved his hands and kept firing out one magic trick after another.

"combine!"

Before he finished speaking, nine fiery red sword energy all flew in one direction, and then closed in the middle.

In an instant, the spiritual light became huge, and it was ten times brighter than before. Nine sword energy disappeared, replaced by a giant sword several feet long, which reappeared in the eyes.

And if there is substance.
Chapter completed!